Hello everybody! I hop you enjoyed the last chapter and will enjoy this one too! 3

Well that was a pleasant surprise. Ginny was utterly shocked at the fact that her new boss was in fact Draco Malfoy and that he went by the name of Dr. Xavier. She sort of just stood there for a couple of seconds staring at him in shock. Finally someone broke the silence.

"Don't gape Weasley. It's unbecoming of you," and with that he walked into his office next door. Ginny snapped out of her day dream and promptly followed him.

"Malfoy," she said, but nothing else.

"What Weasley?" Draco snapped around and looked at her sternly.

"Um," she contemplated what to say, "It's a surprise to see you. I, uh, had no idea you worked here let alone was my new boss."

"Well I didn't expect you to," he turned back towards his work, "and I would appreciate if you did not call me Malfoy while at work. I go by Dr. Xavier and no one but you and Ms. Greengrass know that I am a Malfoy. So please try not to gossip."

"Of course," said Ginny, "I would never."

"Well then… Get started on the potion and I will assist you around twelve o' clock." With that he turned back to his work leaving Ginny to return to her work.

Ginny had been working in the Potions Room for over two hours when Malfoy had finally arrived.

"Nice of you to finally show up," she said with a hint of spice.

"There's the Weasley temper that I've been waiting for." He smirked and started inspecting her calculations for the potion.

"And there's the trademark Malfoy smirk I've been waiting for."

"Well we can't always show our family hatred in a work setting you know, Weaselette," his smirk grew even more.

"Malfoy, or should I say Ferret, you surprise me. After that little display of your cold demeanor earlier I'd say you absolutely didn't want me in your ward." Ginny started mixing potions together in a cauldron while Malfoy pulled more ingredients out of a giant pantry.

"I wouldn't haven't chosen you if I didn't think you weren't somewhat a decent medi-witch." Ginny was a little shocked. Had Malfoy just complemented her?

"I'll take that as a complement Malfoy," she said with a genuine smile, "You're not so bad yourself." The two continued with the work: mixing potions and starting new potions after ruining the first ones.

"How did you get here anyway Malfoy? Weren't you practically born a death eater?" Ginny tried to keep the atmosphere light and easy, but it seemed that after the pause that occurred after her curiousity, why he was here was not a light and easy answer.

"Well, after the war, I was working to clean up Malfoy Manor with my mother and she fell ill. I really couldn't bear losing her because my father is gone. I started nursing her, but was unable to save her." He stopped for second.

"I'm so sorry Draco, that's awful." IT was the first time she had used his name for the past ten years.

"After losing her, I decided that I didn't want others to experience what I had, and I applied for medical school, and here I am the best and youngest medi-wizard at St. Mungo's." He finished making his potion and put it in a dropper to test on mice.

"And, why are you here Weasley?" he concluded.

"Well, I've always wanted to be a medi-witch, ever since I saw Madame Pomfrey heal me in my first year. My choices were either be a medi-witch or a runway model, but after I stopped growing at 5'2 I gave up that dream," Ginny chuckled as the thought of her younger self posing in front of her mirror dreaming about being on the covers of magazines.

"Really? A model?" The tone had lightened up in the room finally, "For some reason, I can sort of imagine that happening." Ginny gave him a quizzical look questioning his comment. "You always were such an individual spirit and kind of showy and pushy. I figured someday you'd be bossing me around, not the other way around."

"Well I guess the stereotype of models being diva's could fit my personality, but I don't think I'm so materialistic anymore," Ginny said, "I think I've found what I want to live for."

"And what's that?"

"Happiness, strength, friendship… love. I guess I really just want to experience life in the most joyful way possible," she said thoughtfully.

"I think that's what everyone would likbve, but sometimes it's hardly attainable," he smirked again as he worked on feeding the potion to the mice with swine flu.

"I beg to differ. I think if you live life the right way, it can be truly rewarding," she said confidently.

"I've been trying to do that for the past six years Weasley, but my life's still a living hell. While of course you have an easy life with your worship of all things bright and beautiful. " Malfoy said bitterly.

Ginny was not at all flattered by this comment and retorted back. "Maybe, it's because of your past as a Death Eater, and the fact that you have no compassion for the things around you. And I don't go and 'worship all things bright and beautiful'. I've gone through many hardships that have made me feel worthless and evil." Ginny's face was starting to slowly turn a dark shade of red, blending with her hair.

The conversation had quickly turned dark as Draco set down what he was working on and faced her in anger.

"You, Weasley, have no idea what I have been through, and for you to accuse me of being a death eater, when you know almost nothing about me, is insulting. And bloody hell, you have no idea the life I have lived, while your life has been 'happy happy joy joy' without any issues!" With than Draco stormed out of the room and disappeared down the hallway. Ginny sat at the table and took a deep breath, recounting what had just occurred.

Kind of angst-y… no? I hope you liked it and can give me some advice and maybe a prompt for the next couple of chapters.. Hope you enjoyed!